Such a tall and burly figure, even among the brawny warriors in the military camp, was quite rare.
In this Black Street, he naturally stood out even more.
A familiar silhouette immediately came to mind for Bai E, almost like an instinct.
Bai E shifted his steps and headed straight in that direction.
Sitting down next to the imposing figure, Bai E turned his head and could see the man's stout, white stubble.
The hair, looking dirty and curly, hung wildly; the whole person was unkempt, resembling a farmer who had grown tired from labor and also an artist experiencing life.
"How come I have never seen you before?" Bai E asked with a smile.
The man didn't turn his head, just kept gazing into the distance, "I haven't seen you either... but I've heard of you."
